Rebirth of the Urban Immortal

At this moment, the power of the Emperor surged in Luo Chen's body.

At this moment, in a strange space in the fourth era, a wisp of the Emperor's power flickered in Xuan Yi's hand, sitting in a sea of ​​colorful flowers.

"This is it?" Qiu Shui asked curiously.

"He has realized the true meaning of this world. He basically has everything I have." Xuan Yi said with a smile, showing a trace of relief.

"The truth?" Qiu Shui rolled his eyes at Xuan Yi.

"Ayi, is his Taoist realm the same as yours?"

"No, there is still one last level. I have one last level of power!" Xuan Yi said bluntly.

"Is there another level?"

"What is that?" Qiu Shui asked curiously.

"There is also the Taoist heart that sees through everything. This is the last level." Xuan Yi replied casually.

"Ah Shui, have you ever thought that we all live in stories?"

"What's this mess?" Qiu Shui gave Xuan Yi a roll of his eyes again.

“Isn’t the world we live in real?”

"Yes and no." Xuan Yi's expression suddenly became serious.

"Then what do you mean we always live in stories?" Qiu Shui asked curiously.

"We call this flower a flower, but what is its essence?"

"The same goes for this tree. We call it a tree, but what is its essence?"

"In the same way, we name this world and replace them with names, but the names themselves are illusory!" Xuan Yi said.

"Well, I know that, so what exactly are you going to say?"

"What I want to say is, have you ever thought about it? The difference between humans and other animals is that there is actually no time in the world. Time is what we define."

"We live in a world defined by humanity."

"In this defined world, what we think about is not simply survival. We want more, social relationships, love, family affection, money, dignity, a sense of existence, and a sense of superiority."

"This is personal. These are all false and made-up stories." Xuan Yi sighed.

"When it comes to groups, wars, and even the battles of this era, are not the value attached by people. As long as it is the meaning given by people, then this is a story."

"It's like many people are asking, what is the meaning of life?"

"This is what defines and gives value to life, but does life need value?"

"The antelopes running in the wild, the cuckoos in the trees, and the white-scaled fish swimming in the river will ask, is my life meaningful?"

"They have no meaning, then they don't exist?" Xuan Yi tried his best to be more detailed.

"You see, it makes no sense. For many animals, without social relationships, time, and lofty ideals, they would not call this flower a colorful flower or a tree!"

"This is the essence of life, the pure essence."

"When people return to the pure essence of life, they will no longer pursue status, fame, fortune, and longevity, nor will they sink into weaving stories."

"The world will be peaceful."

"Although the old man has many tricks up his sleeve, he still has not solved the most essential problem. When there is a definition, there is a story, there is a distinction, and when there is a distinction, there is a conflict. When there is a conflict, there is a dispute, and there is a war!"

"Your name is Qiu Shui. You live in your identity and role, aren't you also immersed in this story?"

"But without the name Qiushui and without our relationship, wouldn't you exist?" Xuan Yi asked.

"That makes sense!" Qiu Shui nodded.

"The human brain is very interesting. We have thoughts, but humans cannot control their own eyes, their own internal organs, and their own growth. These are all things that humans do not need to think about on their own!"

"When a person is born, he only needs to do one thing. Use thinking to weave stories, weave history, weave and define all things. This is an illusion!"

"Unfortunately, many people will never think about what our thinking itself is."

"What is it?"

"The difference between humans and animals lies in their thoughts. Humans have a different mind than animals. This mind can also be said to be the soul."

"Humans cannot completely control the body, because the body is a body and the soul is a soul."

"Is this what Tuoba did?" Qiu Shui asked again.

"Yes and no!" Xuan Yi said.

"Can you not be the Riddler?" Qiu Shui glared at Xuan Yi.

"But this is the answer!" Xuan Yi said helplessly.

The true nature of all things is the origin of the Emperor's power.

The mountain is there. If it is not called a mountain, it has no meaning and will not be defined. This is the true nature of things.

This is the last level of Taoist power.

Luo Chen is still one step away from understanding.

Everyone lives in a story!

However, at this moment Luo Chen has completely mastered the power of the Emperor.

That power is endless, never exhausted, and will not disappear due to isolation of spiritual energy.

Because Luo Chen also understood that this power does not rely on spiritual energy or the outside world.

This power relies on the heart!

How big the heart is, how strong the power is, how strong the heart is, how strong the power is!

Therefore, at this moment, Luo Chen under the golden armor is invincible!

The kings were all knocked away, and the kings moved again. One by one, they burst out with extreme power, which was very surging. Each of their breaths had the power to destroy the universe and penetrate the heaven and earth.

Their long hair was equally messy, and they had already demonstrated the strongest attack they had learned in their entire lives.

Thousands of attacks are coming, sweeping across the heaven and earth, swallowing the universe. Only power is raging and plundering between heaven and earth, and the destructive power is astonishing!

Every power is the ultimate power, and contains the king's most powerful blow!

And the power of superposition is definitely not as simple as one plus one equals two!

However, Luo Chen couldn't feel any pressure at all, nor could he feel any powerful force attacking him.

Originates from the heart, ends in the heart!

The power of the Emperor is overwhelming, covering and suppressing!

Boom!

The entire City of Kings has fallen, unable to withstand the power of that weight!

At this moment, everyone in the Death Universe was completely shocked.

That power is so terrifying!

The City of Kings could not bear it and fell down!

"Ancestor, Ancestor!"

"Is this the most essential power of our ancestors?"

"Is this the true power of the ancestor?" Ming Ye said this countless times today.

But every time, it was wrong!

However, this is even more shocking, because it means that the ancestor is too strong.

Terribly strong!

And Luo Chen has already taken action.

The Taihuang's power suppressed the attack, causing the attacks of all kings to come to an abrupt halt, and they were all instantly annihilated.

Luo Chen approached a king and punched him!

Boom, that king flew out and smashed through the huge tenth floor of the city wall!

Luo Chen raised his hand again, and the other king was kicked to death by Luo Chen!

The golden flash lights up and the crushing begins!